Fire Persimmon Fairy Mountain. On the top of the mountain, deep in the clouds. The city lord of Fire Persimmon Fairy City sat cross-legged in the air, summoning his subordinate Chi Dun, who was in the golden elixir stage. Chi Dun was a middle-aged man, blind in one eye, short in stature, but strong, with bulging muscles, like a walking stone pillar. "Chi Dun, I order you to do your best to track down the black shadow demon cultivator." The city lord sat on a futon, with white smoke and black clouds rolling around him, just like the gloomy emotions of anger and hatred in his heart. Chi Dun looked embarrassed: "Sir, if you give an order, I will definitely go through fire and water without hesitation. But I mainly practice the "Stone Heart Slowing Military Skills", you know, I am afraid I can't take on the heavy responsibility." "No problem." The city lord waved his hand slightly, and a magic weapon flew out of his sleeve. This magic weapon was tender yellow, small and exquisite, and it was a bell. The bell flew towards Chi Dun, who quickly stretched out his hands to take it. The city lord ordered: "With this alarm bell, you will be able to track down the demon cultivators. Do your best!"
Chi Dun took his leave and took the alarm bell to the prison. "Let's do the easy things first and then the difficult ones. These Ning family cultivators are the parties involved. Let's interrogate them first. Otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with them after a while when the Ning family takes them away." "The black shadow demon cultivator used them to disguise and attracted Zheng Shuanggou's attention. Maybe there is a demon cultivator inside?" Although he thought so, Chi Dun knew that this possibility was actually quite small. However, he took the opportunity to use the magic weapon alarm bell and familiarize himself with it as soon as possible. Ning Zhuo and others were originally rescued by Zheng Shuanggou and were not arrested. As a result, the Immortal Palace was born, and the sound of the Dharma Bell resounded throughout the city, which caused a big fuss. The city lord personally ordered that all the surviving cultivators, including them, be imprisoned. On the one hand, it was to interrogate and find clues, and on the other hand, it was also to use authority to force them to strictly keep the secret of the birth of the Immortal Palace. At this point, the city lord tried his best to remedy the situation and tried every means to cover up the secret of the Immortal Palace. Chi Dun first picked the Ning family cultivators in the foundation-building stage, and soon after, it was the turn of the Qi-refining stage. Ning Zhuo, as one of them, was soon led into a single room and faced Chi Dun alone. Chi Dun flipped through the notes in his hand, without raising his head, his spiritual sense had already covered Ning Zhuo's body: "Aren't you a member of the Monster Hunting Association? Why did you suddenly go to the Red Flame Monster Molten Cave?" Ning Zhuo swallowed his saliva, looked at Chi Dun in awe, and then lowered his head the next moment, daring only to look at the ground. He stammered to explain, telling about the previous encounter with Ning Chen and Ning Yong, and the things that were provoked by their words, and then said a lot of other things. Chi Dun frowned when he heard it. He was not interested in young cultivators like Ning Zhuo at all. "This little guy is only at the third level of Qi Refining. He encountered such a thing the first time he went down the molten cave. His luck is really terrible." "No, he was lucky to survive. Most cultivators are stronger than him, but they lost their lives." If Ning Zhuo was the only one alive, he would be quite conspicuous at this moment.
But the fact is not like this. There are three newcomers in the Qi Refining period who survived. Ning Chen and Ning Yong are both there. "That black shadow demon cultivator first used the corpses of monsters to lure the Ning family members all the way over, and then provoked the monster tide, all to cover up his own breath." "He purely used the Ning family cultivators and used them as cannon fodder. It is very unlikely that he has an insider in the Ning family." "If I were him, even if I was looking for an insider, I would not look for this little guy at the third level of Qi Refining." Of course, Chi Dun would not be so careless. In fact, he had been urging the alarm bell and opened the questioning array in the interrogation room. The alarm bell can keenly detect the surrounding malice. If someone in the Ning family has malice towards Chi Dun, the alarm bell will sound a warning. The heart-searching array can distinguish whether a person is insincere. As long as the words and the heart are inconsistent, the heart-searching array will emit red and yellow light. During the whole process of interrogating Ning Zhuo, the alarm bell and the heart-searching array were silent. Originally, Chi Dun did not have much doubt about a small figure like Ning Zhuo. Based on the alarm bell and the heart-searching array, he completely cleared his doubts. "You go out." Chi Dun ordered Ning Zhuo, "Hmm?" He was slightly surprised. Ning Zhuo had two nosebleeds. Ning Zhuo was surprised for a moment, then wiped his nose with the back of his hand and saw the blood on the back of his hand. He waved his hand quickly: "My lord, it's okay, it's okay! It may be a hidden injury left in the molten cave. I'm fine. I feel good now!" Chi Dun hummed, stopped talking, and just waved his hand. Ning Zhuo bowed to Chi Dun, walked away quickly, opened the door gently, and closed it gently. Chi Dun was about to interrogate the next person, paused, and spread his consciousness to communicate with the guards outside the door: "Go and tell them to treat the Ning family's cultivators well. Have they been slack? How come there are still people with hidden injuries? Cure them all!" The Ning family is one of the three major families in Huoshi Xiancheng, and Chi Dun does not want to offend them. Of course, if a Ning family cultivator is found to have colluded with the black shadow demon cultivator, that would be another matter. Ning Zhuo was taken away and immediately received a new round of treatment. He had a nosebleed, which was naturally because he secretly activated my Buddha Heart Demon Seal. This treasure seal can engrave a heart seal, which can influence their thoughts externally, and protect themselves internally, suppressing and clearing various thoughts and emotions. It is to save others to become demons and save oneself to become Buddha. Ning Zhuo was led back to the cell. Before entering, he heard the quarrel in the cell. The Ning family monks were having a heated discussion about the content of the bell transmission.
When Ning Zhuo walked into the cell, many Ning family monks turned to look at him. Seeing that Ning Zhuo was fine, some of them nodded slightly to him and turned to participate in the discussion and dispute. During this trip to the molten cave, Ning Zhuo and them lived and died together, and their relationship became much closer. Ning Chen and Ning Yong even stood up and took the initiative to come to Ning Zhuo's side and asked with concern. They were classmates and had a basic relationship. Although the two of them were also ordered by Ning Zhanji, Ning Zhuo almost lost his life, so they felt guilty about it. Not just guilty. During the trip to the molten cave, Ning Zhuo was afraid of danger, but he still burst out with courage. At the moment of death, he also inspired the courage of Ning Yong and Ning Chen. Such performance made Ning Chen and Ning Yong feel both cordial and admirable. All kinds of emotions and feelings made the relationship between these two people and Ning Zhuo change qualitatively. "How is it? Are you okay?" "We are the Ning family cultivators, and our ancestors are also golden elixirs. If someone uses any soul-searching techniques on us, the family will definitely support us!" Ning Chen and Ning Yong said one by one. Ning Zhuo nodded: "I was a little nervous when I first entered." "But from beginning to end, I was not troubled." "I think it's quite simple, just tell the truth." He comforted Ning Chen and Ning Yong in turn. "Okay (OK)." Ning Yong and Ning Chen responded at the same time. The next moment, the guard summoned and called both of them away together. Ning Zhuo walked into the cell and found his own position in the corner. He had a small bench and a small table in front of him. On the table were fruits, nuts and hot tea. The treatment of other Ning family cultivators was the same. This was of course abnormal, all due to his identity as a member of the Ning family. Ning Zhuo's position was in the corner of the dungeon. In the corner not far away, there was a pile of rotten straw thatched with a foul smell. There were large patches of dried blood on the brick wall, and the surface of the cell railings had finger marks left by being forcibly pulled out. Being in it, it seemed as if one could hear the prisoners' wailing and begging for mercy. Ning Zhuo knew in his heart that once the matter was exposed, his fate would be even more miserable and terrible than those prisoners. The first one who would not let him go might not be the city lord, but the Ning family! By then, these friendly Ning family monks around him would turn their angry faces and chase him with all their strength. Ning Zhuo had no regrets. He had made up his mind long ago to blow up the Immortal Palace. So what if he risked his life? He sat down slowly and reached out to take a roasted chestnut.
The chestnut shell was easily crushed between his two fingers, making a crisp sound. He took the kernel away, chewed it, and swallowed it into his stomach. The current Lava Fairy Palace is like this chestnut. The shell has been broken by Ning Zhuo, and the standard has been lowered. But how to eat the kernel inside still needs to be carefully considered and extremely cautious. The matter has become too big. Ning Zhuo is only at the third level of Qi Refining, and he is completely walking on thin ice. If he is not careful, he will reveal his flaws, just like stepping on the broken ice, falling into the ice lake, and being swallowed by the undercurrent. Ning Zhuo's mother was like this back then. Ning Zhuo chewed the kernel quietly, savoring the delicious taste on the tip of his tongue, as if he was savoring his own dangerous situation. No one would have expected that this ordinary boy was the real murderer who blew up the Fairy Palace!